12May2025 Today I watched Emily Clarke step through the swinging doors of the newly opened café on Micklegate
In London, everyone knows the courtroom of Judge Henry Clarke. Its a place where laughter, tears and
Blimey, were cutting it close! Emma glanced at her watch for the third time in five frantic minutes.
He smiled and said, Youll never lay a hand on my money again. Eleanor sat in the London Crown Court
The shadow of a tall oak stretched across half of a bench. Susan pressed her face against the last autumn
— Well then, love, this is your room now. Make yourself at home. Emily took a few tentative steps.
He taught her patience in the most bewildering way. Get away from me! I never promised to marry you!
A lateevening drizzle painted the windowpanes of a little corner café in Manchester. The walls were a
Clear out a room, my parents will be living there now, my husband announced, as if the decision had already
The phone buzzed in Emma Clarkes handbag the instant she shut the flats front door behind her.